Deep in the forest of a secluded park in Jinghai City, a woman wearing a white shirt and black slim-fit trousers perfectly outlined her slender figure. She wore simple canvas shoes, and her jet-black hair was tied in a bun, making her look youthful and beautiful.

She sat on a bench in the forest, her head slightly lowered, her face mostly obscured by a mask. She glanced down at her watch from time to time, looking around as if she were waiting for someone.

"Miss Lüming, this is something from the master. Also, he asked me to tell you to rest assured." A middle-aged man with an ordinary face, dressed in a well-tailored black suit, handed a box to Lüming and said softly. A knowing glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at the mask on her face, quickly concealed. He had initially wondered what Lüming needed this for, but now, looking at her face, how could he not understand?

"That's wonderful. You're someone who works by my father's side, so you must take good care of his health and make sure he doesn't get anxious or upset. I can wait." Green Tea's hand holding the box tightened slightly, and she pretended to wipe her eyes a couple of times to appear weak and pitiful. Sure enough, the man opposite her looked at her with pity.

"Miss Lvming, please rest assured, the master will take good care of himself. You should also take good care of yourself." After saying these words, the middle-aged man turned and left. His identity was special, so he could not stay here for too long and had to get back as soon as possible.

"Mm." Green Tea nodded slightly in agreement, a hint of smugness flashing across her face. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, she reached out and took off her mask. Two long scars on her fair cheeks were particularly glaring, and the uneven texture made Green Tea feel endless resentment and bitterness.

On the dark brown wooden box, slender fingers turned white from excessive force, and the hands trembled slightly from the thoughts in their hearts.

The two parted ways, but no one expected that before the middle-aged man could even leave the park, his mouth was gagged, a sack was put over his head, and he lost consciousness.

Lin Cheng woke up amidst a jolt. He winced in pain at the slightest movement. When he opened his eyes, all he could see was darkness, not a glimmer of light. He could even smell gasoline.

Am I being kidnapped?

Such a thought flashed through Lin Cheng's mind, but he quickly calmed down. How could he be useless if he could gain Le Zhengpeng's favor among so many people? His abilities were beyond doubt.

He came out on the orders of the family head, and only a few people knew about it. These were his absolute confidants who would never betray him. So who was it? This was definitely not a coincidence.

In just two short minutes, countless thoughts flashed through Lin Cheng's mind. He closed his eyes and listened intently to the sounds, trying to glean any clues.

At this moment, he was tightly bound, with a black burlap sack covering his head. His body was curled up and unable to stretch out. The strong smell of gasoline clearly told him that he was in the trunk of the car.

After a bumpy half-hour ride, the car finally came to a stop. With a few sounds, Lin Cheng knew that the trunk door had been opened and he had been dragged out. The black sack over his head was removed, and he subconsciously squinted, taking a while to adjust to the bright light.

"Young Miss?"

"Butler Lin, why aren't you by Father's side? Why have you come to this small Jinghai City instead?" Wuyou looked down at Lin Cheng, who was sitting on the ground looking disheveled, and said in a cool and indifferent tone.

Lin Cheng chuckled dryly, feeling inexplicably guilty. After a long pause, he carefully chose his words, "Master was really worried about Miss's safety, so he sent me to visit her. I didn't expect the people around Miss to be so capable that they managed to capture me. Now Master doesn't need to worry about Miss's safety anymore."

Nonsense! Le Zhengpeng would rather his daughter Wuyou die out there, so that Bai Xuejiao would be heartbroken and he could take advantage of her. He's had countless lovers and illegitimate children throughout his life; how could he possibly truly care for such a spoiled and willful daughter?

"Is that so?" Wuyou simply said this, which sent a chill down Lin Cheng's spine. He felt that this young lady was becoming more and more unpredictable, whereas the young lady of the past was much clearer to him.

"Coincidentally, I happen to have some information about Chief Steward Lin. I wonder if you'd be interested?" Wuyou didn't have much interest or time to play games with the other party. Someone behind her threw a pile of documents in front of Lin Cheng.

Although it was just a slight glance, the content on it made Lin Cheng break out in a cold sweat. He stared at Wuyou in astonishment, opening his mouth but unable to utter a single word.

"There's a saying that goes, 'A good bird chooses a good tree to perch on.' What are your thoughts on this, Chief Steward Lin?" She slowly squatted down, her slender fingers gently sweeping over the pile of documents. Her carefree voice was clear and cool, yet very pleasant to hear.

"From now on, Lin Cheng will follow Miss's lead." Lin Cheng was not a fool; he understood the importance of being pragmatic, so he made the decision after only a two-second pause.

Having achieved her goal, Wuyou signaled to the people behind Lin Cheng to untie her. Then, she slowly lowered her head, and the girl's delicate voice drifted into Lin Cheng's ears.

"I brought my father some tea the other day, but he didn't drink it. It really saddened me as his daughter. I wonder if Steward Lin could do me this small favor and fulfill my filial duty?"

"Young Miss's filial piety is commendable, and we will naturally fulfill her filial duty." Lin Cheng felt his whole body stiffen. How did the other party know that the head of the family had not drunk that tea?

It seems the young lady is indeed more terrifying than I imagined; I didn't choose the wrong side. With this thought, my wavering resolve hardened.

"Thank you for your kindness, Steward Lin. I'll trouble you then." Wuyou took out a white porcelain bottle with poppy flowers on it from her bosom and casually stuffed it into Lin Cheng's hand. Then she took out a pure white porcelain bottle and waved it in her hand under the other party's questioning gaze.

"This is a thank-you gift." After saying that, she placed the porcelain bottle in Lin Cheng's hands.

"Father needs someone caring by his side. Steward Lin, you should go back as soon as possible and not let Father worry." After saying this, Wuyou turned and left without hesitation, and the others followed closely behind.

Lin Cheng watched Wuyou's figure gradually disappear, unable to come back to his senses for a long time. Was this really the young lady he had watched grow up since childhood? He then opened the white porcelain bottle, and a rich medicinal fragrance wafted into the air. Lin Cheng couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling refreshed all over.

Lin Cheng's eyes lit up; this was truly a treasure!

"Let's go back." Turning to the two people behind him, Lin Cheng immediately sat in the back seat of the car.

He understood what the young lady meant; these two were both protectors and supervisors. The young lady was truly adept at using a combination of harsh punishment and sweet treats. And ironically, he couldn't refuse this sweet treat.